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[Verse 1]
Heard you got a new car (yeah you did)
Heard you got a new job (I heard you did)
Heard you look good
Heard you party on the weekend (oh, you party now?)
Heard you got some new friends (yeah, you got)
Shits changed, girl I got braids now (girl, I got)
Ain’t seen you in so long and it feels strange now
It’s been three years, a couple days now
Shit’s changed, shit’s changed now
Heard your mom’s divorced and she’s remarrying
Heard that she got pregnant and she’s carrying
Your brother moved out and he’s travelling (where he at?)
I can’t keep up with what’s happening
I wondered if you gotta single bed still (I wonder if you)
Life was really simple then still
I’d fall asleep an’ then snore
Then you’d wake me up for more
‘Bout quarter till four

[Chorus]
I get nostalgia when I’m not around ya
(I get nostalgia when I’m not around ya)
I get nostalgia when I’m not around ya
(I get nostalgia when I’m not around ya)
So you should come ’round just for old time’s sake
Hop in the ride, just for old time’s sake
Not the other side, London, we be right-hand drive
Promise it’d be worth your time

[Verse 2]
Used to have the pussy drippin’ like I was Poseidon (Poseidon)
Damn, my heart Kawasaki, dirty secrets when we riding (whoa)
But it feels better down when you let me slide in
You ain’t gotta say it, nobody’s invited
I still remember how you like it
I still remember how you like it
So let’s just do what grown folks do (yeah)
Let me come through (uh-huh)
Pull up in that ride, come through, come through
Come through
I can’t wait to pull up on you
I can’t wait to pull up on you

[Chorus]
I get nostalgia when I’m not around ya
(I get nostalgia when I’m not around ya)
I get nostalgia when I’m not around ya
(I get nostalgia when I’m not around ya)

[Bridge]
So you should come ’round just for old time’s sake
Hop in the ride, just for old time’s sake
Not the other side, London, we be right-hand drive
Promise it’d be worth your time

[Refrain]
Not like before
It was all crazy
I’m way more mature
I’ll be real with you baby
Isn’t it obvious? (I get nostalgia)
I think it’s serious (when I’m not around ya)

[Bridge]
So you should come ’round just for old time’s sake
Hop in the ride, just for old time’s sake
Not the other side, London, we be right-hand drive
Promise it’d be worth your time

[Interlude]
Shawty are you down, down, down
Down, down, down
Shawty are you down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down

[Bridge]
So you should come ’round just for old time’s sake
Hop in the ride, just for old time’s sake
Not the other side, London, we be right-hand drive
Promise it’d be worth your time

[Refrain]
Not like before
It was all crazy
I’m way more mature
I’ll be real with you baby
Isn’t it obvious? (I get nostalgia)
I think it’s serious (when I’m not around ya)

[Bridge]
So you should come ’round just for old time’s sake
Hop in the ride, just for old time’s sake
Not the other side, London, we be right-hand drive
Promise it’d be worth your time

There was this guy who was a regular guy who lived a regular life
Got up 7:30 every morning
Had the same breakfast
Kissed the same wife goodbye every morning
Went to the same office
Came home [?] Monday through Friday
On Saturdays, he played with the children
Did handywork around the house
Sundays, he took the family out on the station wagon to the suburbs
And there, they looked at the houses and the trees, the billboards, the gasoline stations, and the railroad crossings
And his life might have gone on like this forever
Except one night, something strange happened to him
You see, he went to bed at 10:30
And some of his friends stayed up later
And one of them, closing up a place that closed at two in the morning, decided to call this “regular liver”
And said, “What time is it?”, on the telephone
When he woke up and he said, “Who’s this? Who’s this? It’s, it’s, it’s two o’clock in the morning, it’s no time to call. Bye!”
But the practical joker called every night, two o’clock in the morning
He did this for two weeks
Friend [?] said, “Who is it? Stop!”
Finally, after two weeks, the practical joker lost interest in the joke and did stop
Then came two o’clock and the phone didn’t ring
So he woke up
“Why isn’t the phone ringing?”
He discovered that the only way that he could go back to sleep was to say, “What time is it?”
Look at his watch and say, “two o’clock”
And he could sleep
He did this a couple of nights until he began to think:
“It’s two o’clock where I am
What time is it in New York? Or in Hollywood?
Or in London? Or Hong Kong? And Cairo?”
He didn’t know
So the next day, he went out and he bought himself some clocks
He got clocks from all over and he put them all over the walls
And the time was there
He knew what time it was everywhere that counted
And this made him feel comfortable
He became so interested in time that he got little egg timers and gave them away as presents
He read about time in, in books
Sidereal time: time way out in the universe
He knew what time it was on Arcturus and the Pleiades and the Milky Way
One night, though, at two o’clock in the morning, the light wouldn’t go on; the fuse had blown
But suddenly, he realized he knew what time it was without even looking
Not only in the important cities of this world, but in the entire universe
And naturally, began to brag a little the next day
He told people, “I know what time it is”
And they tested him and he did know
The Administration had changed at this particular time and they wanted to save money
So they got rid of all their astronomers, all their telescopes, their weights and measures
And they put this man in Washington in a little room
Where he sits to this day, simply saying:
“BEEP. The time now is…”

Louis Sebastian Theroux
Is an precious American broadcaster
Best known for his Gonzo style journalism

Louis was educated at Westminster School
He then went to Magdalen College
Oxford, where he gained a degree
In modern history, modern history

He lives in the London district
With his partner, Nancy

In 1992 he was hired as a writer for Spy magazine
He got his break in television
Working as a correspondent on Michael Moore
TV Nation series, series

He lives in the London district
With his partner, Nancy

[Intro]
It’s crazy, you’re still pretty when you cry
We got London on the track

[Verse 1]
She want that thug love, yeah
But this ain’t no f**king love song
It’s crazy you’re still pretty when you cry
Push your panty strings over to the side
Gon’ wake up and hit it, why you got your thong on? Yeah
You tellin’ me that you want thug love
But you don’t even kiss me when we making love
And that’s how I knew that you was a dog
I cannot blame you
I can’t even lie, I was the same, too
I might be the reason, yeah, I changed you
Girl, I never meant to play you
Now you don’t trust niggas (Trust niggas)
The same way I don’t trust bitches (Trust bitches)
I ain’t gon’ lie, I was a dog, nigga (Dog)
A thug nigga with a heart (A thug nigga with a heart)

[Interlude]
*Heartbeat and dogs barking*
*Gunshots*

[Verse 2]
Niggas finna send shots tryna get even
Headshot, leave you like a vegetable with needles, yeah
Rattin’, that’s gon’ make them niggas run up on your people, yeah, yeah
Can’t be eatin’ on no cheese, that’s it, nigga, nah
I just wanna be a rock star like The Beatles
I ain’t no f**king stuntman, Evel Knievel
But I can get you stuck, man, f**k is you thinking, nigga?
Shooting like a Jumpman, 23 ’em, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, that’s Boogie in your nightmares
Yeah, okay, I used to bust juggs with my right hand
Yeah, okay, I used to bag it up with my left hand
To this day I never read the Bible so I might sin, yeah
Okay, yeah, that’s Boogie in your nightmares
I ain’t wanna be a pain, never do it right, yeah
I just hope my daughter never meet a nigga like me
‘Cause I swear I already know that nigga’s grimy
Yeah, that’s how I feel, nigga
I f**ked a lot of niggas’ bitches and they still with ’em
And all the niggas that’s with me, they was there since lil’ niggas
And they the type to go catch a body and not tell niggas

[Bridge]
But it’s so hard to tell, though
I just hope you never tell, though, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, just hold it down, yo, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, stick to the damn code, yeah, yeah
I cheated on my girl so she want
All of— All of my passcodes
I was a asshole, I made up time for her
Bought her Louis Vuitton, Chanel, and Tom Ford, yeah

[Verse 3]
But you say you want thug love (Say you want thug love)
But this ain’t no f**king love song, yeah, yeah (Ain’t no f**kin’ love song)
Ah, ah, pretty when you cry, ah (Pretty when you cry)
Pullin’ on your panty strings, put ’em to the side, oh
Wake up, hit it while you still got your thong on, yeah, nah, nah (While you got your thong on)
You say you want thug love, you don’t (You want thug love)
Even kiss me when we make love, oh, yeah, yeah (Kiss me when we make love)
You say that I’m a dog, oh

[Outro]
But you don’t even kiss when we make love, oh

[Verse 1]
I had a dream we found a garden
That  overlooked the ocean
Ultraviolet  roses

[Verse 2]
We were the ones we always wanted
To be when we were younger
Staring  at the sun

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re  so familiar yeah
I swear we’ve met before
Eyes  open sleepwalking
I’ve never felt this sure

[Chorus]
‘Cause with you I’m wide awake
If you knew how long I’d wait
Yeah  with you I’m wide awake
If you knew how long I’d wait

[Verse 3]
I could be worlds apart in London
Would I still be wandering
If I cross your mind?

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re so familiar yeah
I swear we’ve met before
Eyes open sleepwalking
I’ve never felt this sure

[Chorus]
‘Cause with you I’m wide awake
If you knew how long I’d wait
Yeah with you I’m wide awake
If you knew how long I’d wait (How long I’d wait)

[Outro]
How long I’d wait (How long I’d wait, how long I’d wait‚ how long I’d wait)
How long I’d wait (How long I’d wait‚ how long I’d wait‚ how long I’d wait)
How long I’d wait
If you knew how long I’d wait

[Verse 1]
My guy from Stokey would try and keep it lowkey
My guy from Peckham would always put me second
My guy from Chelsea would always flex on me
And my Camden guy was moving way too slow
My guy from Brixton, he would talk but never listen
My guy from Kensal, he was f**king with my mental
Had a guy from Acton now I can’t stand him
And my Stratford guy is better on his own

[Chorus]
I cannot help but need that London love
North West right to South East, that London love

[Verse 2]
My guy from Norwood was way too forward
My guy from Clapton, he could never get me laughing
Had a guy from New Cross but that was his loss
And my Kentish guy was always on his phone
My guy from Finsbury still text he miss me
My guy from Dalston, he was nothing but a problem
Had a guy from Clapham, don’t know what happened
And my Archway guy, his eyes would always roam

[Chorus]
I cannot help but need that London love
North West right to South East, that London love

[Verse 3]
Roehampton was boring
And Tottenham was stalling
But still I keep wanting that London love
Wood Green didn’t please me
And SoHo was needy
Want someone to give me that London love
Putney was a cheater
And Vauxhall, no keeper
I still got the need for that London love
Crouch End was too lazy
And Tooting, too crazy
Need someone to give me that London love

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 1]
I want to wake up in Paris with you
And I want to wake up in this power with you
[?] and the wind
I want to wake up in the morning with you

[Chorus]
Ooh
Awakening
Éveil
Ooh
Awakening
Éveil

[Verse 2]
And I want to wake up in London with you
And I want to wake up in San Trope too
Wake up in the evening with you
Wake up in the night in love with you
I want to wake up
Wake up with you in Amsterdam
Réveiller avec vous à Amsterdam
Wake up with you in Rotterdam
[Foreign language]
Wake up with you in Paris
[Foreign language]
Wake up with you in Brussels
Ne pas avoir peur, je n’ai pas peur
Don’t be afraid, I’m not afraid
Ne pas avoir peur, je n’ai pas peur
Don’t be afraid, I’m not afraid

[Chorus]
Éveil
Awakening
Éveil
Awakening

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Let me take a second to speak
Pause when I roll up
Gang gang at the forefront
In the car locked where we hold up
Niggas wrappin’ some big weapons
Yeah, they know they never ever shot none
Green faces and blue stripes
And it’s Trump talk if I heard some
Hindsight we was dead broke, it was all smoke on the sofa
Until I came with the CTN
[?] out the folders
New York to London spread up [?]
Hit a pretty girl [?]
Even though I never knew her
Had to curve her, then I roll her
But life is kinda crazy now
I’m feelin’ important, but I’m invisible now
I feel like Invisible Child specials
Walk the street, a season freak
Dummy niggas question what they see in me
Pussy nigga beat you me
Thought that they was offin’ me
Nowadays they’d offer me
Water, that’s the aqua teen
Circle round my neck and hit my chest
It’s like a rosary
Stress stress stress
You white people ain’t pressin’ me

Speak
(speak)
(speak)
(speak on it) (speak) (speak) (speak on it)
(speak)
(speak)
Speak on it (speak)
(speak on it)
(speak on it)
(speak)
(speak)
(speak on it)
(speak on it)
(speak on it) (speak on it)
(speak)
Speak on it
(speak)
(speak on it) speak on it
(speak on it)

[Pre-Chorus]
She said them red bottoms f**k up her toes
She ungrateful, I drip her down in the clothes
Plus her energy take me from high to low
When she finally get it I gotta go

[Chorus]
She said she cannot stand me
I take another bitch out to Miami
Think she know but she don’t understand me
I’m asking if she okay, are you Annie?

[Verse 1]
Look, I see the little mama on that fake shit
Only f**k a nigga ’cause you heard he famous
I ain’t spending no more racks, I’m gonna save it
Can’t leave these diamonds out I know she gonna take it
Mixed freak all for pleasure out in London
I don’t trust this bitch so I slipped on a condom
Yeah I beat the pussy up into a coma
And now she acting like I own it, it’s a loaner
She mixing emotions like alcohol
Don’t blame it on me ’cause I’m not involved
She call me when my money getting tall
That’s a problem, my nigga, not tryna solve

[Chorus]
She said she cannot stand me
I take another bitch out to Miami
Think she know but she don’t understand me
I’m asking if she okay, are you Annie?

[Verse 2]
Look, I got a jet so I just leave her in the dust
She complaining I haven’t seen her in a month
She said she wanna go to dinner, give her lunch
Don’t pick her up, I tell her meet me in the front
I think she cap, she mad as shit
I’m only pointing out the fact she acting slick
She only f**king with my bank, my stock is lit
She tryna spend my racks but I am not a trick

[Pre-Chorus]
She said them red bottoms f**k up her toes
She ungrateful, I drip her down in the clothes
Plus her energy take me from high to low
When she finally get it I gotta go

[Chorus]
She said she cannot stand me
I take another bitch out to Miami
Think she know but she don’t understand me
I’m asking if she okay, are you Annie?

Parazite mon pas mon rat mon zite
Pas rasé plein de tics
Bardé d’incontinence
Par là-bas les v’là les antiparazites
Foutons l’camp au plus vite
Déclamons ô pitance

Allons voir à London
Si y a du poil à s’faire
D’la reine ou du gazon
Qui saura satisfaire
Sans vénalité aucune
L’appétit d’un para
Zite errant sous la lune
Jojo plie ta misère prends ton ballot
Je t’emmène à Melun
On ira voir passer les trains
Puisqu’il faut répéter
Qu’on est pas v’nu pour y rester
Jojo prends mon chéquier
Mes écussons et mon banquier

Parazite mon pas mon rat mon zite
Pas rasé plein de tics
Bardé d’incontinence
Par là-bas les v’là les antiparazites
Foutons l’camp au plus vite
Déclamons ô pitance

On s’est pris le béguin
D’une duchesse en vison
Qui cultive si bien
L’amour et le biffeton
Elle a l’épiderme cossu
Le champignon propice
On s’y colle dessus
Jojo fume du cigare dans une auto
Sur l’trottoir de Berlin
Cueille les fruits de sa catin
On vit que pour rêver
D’une aventure à bon marché
Quand jojo va braquer
Il prend mon costard et mes papiers
S’il y avait moins de parazites
Y aurait-il moins de flics
S’il y avait moins d’agents
Y aurait-il moins de truands
Ah cette question me brûle les plumes
T’en fais pas ça r’poussera
Me répondit la lune
Jojo ne m’a laissé que quelques os
Me v’là seul à Melun
Où je regarde passer les trains
Qu’à vouloir m’y frotter
J’ai fait bien plus que d’y goûter
Et c’est comme ça que j’me suis r’trouvé…

Nap nip nap…

Cab hailing platform Ola on Friday said it will commence its services in London from February 10. “The platform will be fully operational from day one, with over 20,000 drivers having registered on the platform since it began on-boarding a month ago,” Ola said in a statement.

Play this song

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Grrah

[Verse]
Came in this bitch with my young nigga stuntin’
You play with the gang and the Glock gon get busted
I went off to London, he came back with somethin’
I’m making that call and my young niggas comin’
Facts, I was just stuffing them birds in their lack
Tell my young brothers hit the blunt and relax
I might get the trip with young peace in the back
I’m counting these fifties, put up in a stack, ayy
‘Member when I had shit, now a lil’ nigga got rich
‘Member seeing bro trapping, now we living lavish
Tried to run, he got shot in the back
Still mad, I had to ghost ’em with Mack
Caught ’em slipping, got em down in their packs
I’ma just stack it and go get the cash, ayy
Big 44
Running round town with like four hoes
Niggas hate ’cause my wrist froze
“Your brother fake,” he not me though
Boy approach me, then I open that bag
‘Cause if we need it, then we takin’ yo’ bread
Gotta watch when we talking to Feds
The police don’t play ’cause they know what I’m with, bitch!
Used to be run’ ’round with sticks, ayy
I might just be fucking your bitch
Bitch, I’m the kind of my click
They always take me on they hits
These new niggas gon’ act like they on som’thing
They ain’t on nothing, they know I, I keep my gun
I beef in the trap, with no plaque, G’s in the back
On time to sit now, with no L’s, but keys to the pad
I’m really with that, a nigga playin’, I’m getting no wet
When they get sent, these niggas tough, until they get smacked
Come to the door, sell a phone, they sent his ass home
I go to the hound, I’m untouched, these niggas be hoes
I’m wondering though, why they got artillery for
Bitch leave me alone, it ain’t no fame from me in them songs
Bitch know how to make money fast, ’cause we done seen the top
Niggas think they on my ass, man tell them niggas stop it
Call my bitch a Fendi bag, because she really popping
Now I turn up, throw some money every time a nigga bring the CD out
Fifty rounds, with Lil lizzie, yeah
Selling guns at my mama’s house
If they slide then let ’em slide I ain’t tryna see what they talkin’ ’bout
Fifty rounds, with Lil lizzie, yeah
Selling guns at my mama’s house
If they slide then let ’em slide
I ain’t tryna see what they talkin’ ’bout
(They talkin’ ’bout)

I was gifted a book by somebody who loved me
About a man who got even with God
Sat in hyperactive London’s cold Central Station
The city began sleeping like a dog

Then a tramp with one eye placed his hand on my thigh
I said, “Hold it. Pick a window. You’re leaving.”
“Oh, do forgive me,” he sighed
“I was a fan in my prime.”
He must’ve thought I was somebody else

Here’s to the fathers of the lost sons and the unholy ghosts
It’s the ones that seem destined to get left behind
Interest me the most

On a street you’ve never heard of there’s a wooden piano
On its last legs in a last chance saloon
It is manned by a drunkard who is dripping with poetry
Sitting stupefied, nailed to the stool
The man catches my gaze then produces this page
From his waistcoat with a slip disk smile

“Look boy, here is my last correspondence with Christ.”
I tried to read it, but my glasses were filthy

Here’s to the fathers of the lost sons and the unholy ghosts
It’s the ones who seem destined to get left behind
Interest me the most
I am the prodigal son, resting his head on the drum
That was carried through the welcoming parade
And I’d give all I have
Sure, I’d give all I have
Strip me bare, let me wash in the rains

Past the government housing, right off Donaldson road
Open collars and open hearts
They swap anorexic lyrics for pyrotechnic rhymes
As car lights knife their way through the dark
Then this feeling persists
We as people exist in a state of anticipation

You know it comes at a cost
Or so the great unwashed have informed me
And I tend to believe them these days

Here’s to the fathers of the lost sons and the unholy ghosts
It’s the ones that seem destined to get left behind
Interest me the most
I am the prodigal son, resting his head on the drum
That was carried through the welcoming parade
And I’d give all I have
I would give all I have
Strip me bare, let me wash in the rains

Strip me bare, let me wash in the rains
Or something freeing like that anyway

I was gifted a book by somebody who loved me
About a man who got even with God

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & DigDat]
M1OnTheBeat
New Lambo, nizzy
Bring the clip back, empty
My Rambo went rusty
How can that steel be stainless?
I drop a four on my Chevy
Ice just make a bitch go dizzy
These f**kboys chasin’ clout
How them boys there still not famous?

[Verse 1: DigDat]
Run man out of their Air Max
S do it bareback, we don’t use gloves
Still puttin’ semi’s in auto’s
Only if I squeeze it, I press that clutch
My friends got life for a body
And they ain’t sorry, free up my brothers
I bought too much Balmain
But feel like I need more colours
Step in a yard with Dior runners
I just want top, don’t need those rubbers
I hate when they leave makeup
Fix up, but I still let her kiss on me neck
Put twenty bags in my mattress
Can’t let any bitch just sit on this bed
That’s four-fifty on my tee
Just cost me more than a half of B
My Rambo went rusty
How can that steel be stainless?
These f**kboys chasin’ clout
How them boys there still not famous?
Where was they when I was prayin’ for parole?
Had to file the appeal with papers
And the devil tried take away my soul
So I step in the field with shavers
I ain’t signing a deal for change, that’s shameless
Get it all back from these razors
I got all this pain, take gas from my throat
How I cope when I fight these demons
Lost all my bros for a long time
Still don’t know when they’re gonna see freedom
And my heart’s scarred, ain’t healin’
Jakes on my back, like f**k how I’m feelin’
Lost love but I never lost hope in dreamin’
We was in the streets all evenin’
Got a big back ting doin’ up Snaps
Like, come to the crib, stop teasin’

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
I’m tryna fly out to London
Heard the money was abundant
Custom Louis V suit
You only gon’ know if you look at the buttons
You niggas users
I respect the dealin’ nigga, never the customer
If it weren’t for them, the bag prolly wouldn’t got-got
I take care of my smugglers
If I stack these hunnids, it’ll look just like Blue Towers
Shoutout to DigDat
We don’t respond to opps
So when niggas die, they wonder who did that
Brand new G63, it’s complicated
Got a dollar on the Benz app
Real big nigga, no six pack
Just big racks, big guns, no kick back
No red beam, red dot on the scope
I hit up a bitch from a distance
Light skin thot, thick and pretty
f**k her then I forgot she existed
Tryna take over the charts
It can’t be hard, we took over the trenches
If you a rook, don’t worry ’bout what the king doin’ nigga
Play your position
Big bag, I’ma f**k it up
Bad bitch said she gon’ f**k it up
In the club havin’ fun but we’ll f**k it up
Slap niggas suited out, them niggas cuttin’ up
They ain’t gon’ play with us, niggas ain’t dumb enough
Treadmill talk nigga, watch how I run it up
Heard big dawg put you and you f**ked it up
Heard he ain’t kill you, it puzzled us
New Lambo, nizzy
Bring the clip back, empty
I drop a four on my Chevy
Ice just make a bitch go dizzy
I’m only scared of the one in the mirror
Hoes that I cut off, niggas Amiri
Real big dawg, no rappin’, I’m serious
AR go off, look at boy on his period, bow

Play this song

[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna say I miss you
‘Cause I don’t know who I’d be missin’
So I guess I’ll just pretend that
I don’t wanna wake up with you
‘Cause that’d just be wishful thinkin’
So I lie, lie, lie, instead, mmm

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I feel it on my chest
Wish the weight was from your head
Layin’ on my shirt like you would when we were together
It’s so lonely in this room
But I’m too scared now to move
So I talk to God saying, “I don’t wanna live forever”

[Chorus]
I wish that I could forget that I ever met you
I miss when you said that I was your best friend
We were so good ’til we weren’t, you left and I let you
It hurts when lovers are strangers again

[Verse 2]
I don’t wanna say I love you
‘Cause I don’t know who you’ve been lovin’
So I tell myself I don’t when
I’ve been up all night reading our old texts
From back in London, yeah
Before your heart went cold, mmm

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I feel it on my chest
Wish the weight was from your head
Layin’ on my shirt like you would when we were together
It’s so lonely in this room
But I’m too scared now to move
So I talk to God saying, “I don’t wanna live forever”

[Chorus]
I wish that I could forget that I ever met you
I miss when you said that I was your best friend
We were so good ’til we weren’t, you left and I let you
It hurts when lovers are strangers again

[Bridge]
Lovers are strangers again
Lovers are strangers again

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I feel it on my chest
Wish the weight was from your head
Layin’ on my shirt like you would when we were together
It’s so lonely in this room
But I’m too scared now to move
So I talk to God saying, “I don’t wanna live forever”

[Chorus]
I wish that I could forget that I ever met you
I miss when you said that I was your best friend
We were so good ’til we weren’t, you left and I let you
It hurts when lovers are strangers again

[Intro]
Dawn in the east end of London
And three miles east of St Paul’s, the start of another busy day for one of the last real street markets left in this part of the capital
Roman Road, Bow

[Verse 1]
They call it capital of the globe
That’s their way of having something to probe
Plus the government cat for tax
They don’t wanna see the youth in control
So they throw ’em in flats for cash
And police always love to start shit
But they say the mandem are heartless
Like we didn’t go school, play a part
Until we departed
And the kids are poor, and want to war
Cause they watch too much telly
The control is widespread, not remote
We’ve seen it already
You just gotta make that big bang
Before you end up chasing pennies
And I know I love my city
But I know niggas are out to get me

[Hook 1]
In London, London
London
And I know I love my city
But I know niggas are out to get me
In London, London
London
And I know I love my city

[Verse 2]
Local authority hate on us
Put us in estates and label us gangs
An easy way of finding us
On TV, they pretend to be so kind with us
But that ain’t fine with us
Anytime we think we can change it
They’re back in our ends reminding us
They’d rather see us picking sides
Than be onside with us
Link my Gs by the cafe
Cause that’s where the egg and bacon is
Anytime there’s crime, we get the blame for it
And they get paid for it
So many people falling off
I guess they wasn’t made for it
I know it ain’t dangerous
But I make sure that my life ain’t taken

[Hook 2]
In London, London, London
I know it ain’t dangerous
But I make sure that my life ain’t taken
In London, London, London
I know it ain’t dangerous

[Verse 3]
Congestion charge is a bitch
Everyone says they’re loyal
But for the right price, they switch
It must be a London thing (f**k it)
I don’t know what it is
Might see us post on the strip
Smoking spliffs, plus we’re equipped (got that)
Some man do this image ting
But others try to get rich
They’d rather see who’s popular
Who’s f**ked whose girl, who’s knocked her up
Youngers get worse every year
And that’s cause no one hots them up
Truthfully, I love the ends
I try tell this to my country friends
But anytime I bring them to ends
They tell me “London’s not for us”

[Hook 3/Outro]
London, London
And I know I love my city
But I know niggas are out to get me
In London, London
London
I know it ain’t dangerous
But I make sure that my life ain’t taken
London’s not for us
Truthfully, I love the ends
I try tell this to my country friends
But anytime I bring them to ends
They tell me “London’s not for us”
(In the east end of London)

[Verse 1]
Let’s take a tour of Tower Hamlets
I gave a whole new meaning to the word ‘Bored’ in Tower Hamlets
Now you can get bored in Tower Hamlets
Fatality, jealous, currency, you can get it all in Tower Hamlets
Tell me ’bout your hood, yeah your hood’s good
But its not at all like Tower Hamlets
Ask bout man
Already ran like 3 quarters of the Hamlets
You got a 20 year old daughter?
Then I probably brought her to the Hamlets
All we know is slaughter in the Hamlets
We don’t follow orders in the Hamlets
She was at Tower of London
That’s the other corner of the Hamlets

[Chorus 1]
I love getting out of Tower Hamlets
To you that’s grime playing
But that’s just the sound of Tower Hamlets
Lots of talent found in Tower Hamlets
Selling white and brown in Tower Hamlets
Keep all that loud shit in Hackney
Better quiet down in Tower Hamlets

[Verse 2]
Look how I’m riding round Tower Hamlets
How are you the King of Tower Hamlets?
My killers ain’t getting caught, know why?
Cos they ain’t been to Tower Hamlets
Feds on my back so much
So I never lick it in the Hamlets
You said you like money chasing, huh?
Try and give a tick in Tower Hamlets
I keep my Instagram private
Lovewillgetyoukilled in Tower Hamlets
And I wanna die in the war
That’s why I’m still in Tower Hamlets
With the right P, you can run the borough
That’s how it is Tower Hamlets
You can tell I’m big in Tower Hamlets
As for the kids of Tower Hamlets?
They’re goofy cappin’ to get face
End up trapping to get paid
To pay for hostels and haze
Choices that cost em their mates
Then they start goofy cappin’ to get stripes
Acting like it’s alright
Then they get girls pregnant
And don’t even check if the kids alright
Welcome to daily life in Tower Hamlets
You don’t want a wife from Tower Hamlets
They make us not trust women
Take it from me, I’m from Tower Hamlets
And that ain’t all in Tower Hamlets
Your own family will hate on you like Claudius and Hamlet
Show me a borough that hate on eachother more than Tower Hamlets

[Chorus 2]
I love getting out of Tower Hamlets
To you that’s grime playing
That ain’t what it’s called in Tower Hamlets
Lots of talent found in Tower Hamlets
Selling white and brown in Tower Hamlets
Keep all that loud shit in Hackney
Better quiet down in Tower Hamlets

[Outro]
It can’t be the same for ever can it?
It won’t be the same for ever will it?
Say this every time before I bill it
Niggas broke in Tower Hamlets
They ain’t got Spotify or Apple Music
They’ll hear this in 2 years and say my “new tune’s hard”
So many new recruits I don’t know who yous are
I got fans out of London I trust more
If I give em bricks they will move these fast
Round here they’re too slow, not waking up till like 3, half past
f**k all your old arse bars
I’ll never do the road with no half hearts

[Intro]
(Have you ever seen a Ghost?)

[Verse]
I’ve been struggling, rummaging round again
But this time, I’m focused on me and me only
Love in my heart, there’s no need to be lonely
Gave ten friends my number, three phoned me
Now the ball’s in my court, I free throw
Feds stop me at Gatwick, Heathrow
And Stanstead, they know how wicked man get
I used to have a Bluetooth handset
On a pedal bike when I didn’t wanna get my phone out
And I was told to get a life
But then I got a life and when niggas tried to take it
I was told to get a knife
But then I got a Rambo, man know
I will not stop until I’ve got about like nine mil
I had a MAC-11 not a 9mm
Back when they charged four bills for a feature
But now, it’s a different pattern
Catch me slipping? It’s you that’s lacking
I’m the type to run away screaming out “watch what happens”
Till you watch what happens
And I don’t wanna sing on myself
But if he violates, I cannot not nab him
Just cause I say street shit on grime
Top boys say that I’ve not got talent

But f**k it, I don’t need talent
I know Wolfpack, I know Greenbangers
I was a yout them times they was teens jammin’
Never knew growing up I would be savage
But I’m older and tryna get rebalanced
End fools careers and make dreams happen..
.. Yeah, I end fools careers
And I know junkies who swap tools for gear
I don’t call my peers, too cool for beers
Went school with things, went colly with stuff
But I ain’t a clown, no Noddy with us
And if anyone hates, it’s probably cause I’m serious
And they’re in a comedy club
Move low in the spot, ain’t hotting it up
West end, 1Xtra, got on a bus
Still live way better than anyone 20 in London
f**k it, I’m hotting ’em up
The perks of being me is while you listen to this
You ain’t even heard the half of my list
You don’t know the cost
They’re street thugs, I’m the underboss
We come through like we do motocross
Talk ’bout God? You best hold your cross

Oh my gosh, they think I’m gonna backflip
Backfoot my back foot
I was doing tunes when they couldn’t even strap hooks
Strap what? Are you that shook?
Man don’t mug me, I am not fooled
I am not cool, don’t left hand spud me
You’ll get a left hand, then you’ll be looking
At your right hand man like “let’s go country”
And they can’t say what the boy wonder’s under
Can’t ever say what the don don’s on
Can’t say what the boy wonder’s under
Why? Cause I never, ever put a foot wrong
Can’t say what the boy, can’t say what the boy
From the bottom of her heart, she wants the boy
Outfit, leg and an arm, it cost the boy
I could harm your roster boy
Don’t try and sign to me, do your own ting
It will be better
Cause young black entrepreneurs that came from the mud
Only makes the scene better, nigga, be clever
And we can get money or beef
We can do whatever, in the zoo or whatever
Down here’s two two for a two of the stretcher
When it gets peak, I know you ain’t a seller
When it gets peak and I’m on empty
Till I’m facing death like it’s meant, G
In their vid, they stunt and get X3s
Me? I sell songs and get Ps
When they didn’t wanna know, they was hating
Now it’s all hashtag NP
Smoke so much
That my lungs are blacker than Benji

And I’m old school like MSN
Old school like Dre and Eminem
Old school like when most drinks in the shop were twenty pence
Old school like Blessed John Roache School and Tom Edison
Old school like no number, send me a BlackBerry then
Old school, man pulled up outside the rave and
Man weren’t getting in
Old school Nike SCs, got ’em in white and brown
Now my feet look like a fiend
Old school Roman Road white tee
We’re family, not a team, Bow bop and lean
They grow crops in dreams
Don’t believe in them lies
Man already paged them guys
Man are old school like when they never had green
That’s old school

Old school, man got an offer to Eton
But I was on the road eating
Old school, Senrab, I was not goalkeeping
Scored the goals and go sleeping
Old school, it was no McD’s
Go to the cafe, bacon and beans
Old school, I never had a clue what I was gonna do
I made a squad or two
But you’re either gonna succeed or you’re gonna shot weed
But you’re gonna have kids and they’re gonna want Ps
You’re gonna work hard and you’re gonna want sleep
But think of the future, it’s not that peak
Start of the year, I was on a long streak
End of the year, I’ll be on a long streak
And me and my team still Dre Day
We treat London like Long Beach
Red flag, blue flag, low rider
Got stopped- yeah, yeah

[Intro]

[Chorus]
They wanna know how I come in the business
I reply “it’s none of your business”
Now look at me, I’m running a business
On my own, nobody assisted
And cause of my dad, I’m young and I’m gifted
Hope they don’t get none of it twisted
I’ll still knock man out for gunning my sisters
Cause I don’t wanna end up back on the strip
Delivering fast food and lottery tickets
But I never had a job so none of ’em get it, f**k it
Or in OT with a baiter face
Telling a worker “go buy some credit”, f**k it
I ain’t getting no job, chat shit if you want
66 for the box
Look

[Verse 1]
I don’t trap, I’m a drinker
I’ll ride out, stuff six man in the sprinter
If I want swag, then I travel to Bicester
Cause I remember not having a listener
And I ain’t a work of art yet
I’ll still need somebody back in the picture
But I ain’t quitting for no one
So you won’t see me scrapping the scripture
Lefevre to Ladbroke to Lewisham
To Lansbury, they know me
And the London streets are cold, B
Nowadays man wanna beef their co-Ds
But I ain’t no defendant
So when I get money, I’m over-spending
That’s why I come across so defendant
I smoked the yard, then I broke and entered
And if you ain’t real, then ask for a refund
Save your money before the ting’s begun
And if you’re here to hate then get your P back
If not, bill a ting and then relax
What do you know about sitting on a train
From North to South England, carrying three straps?
Ain’t even gotta share that, you’re too gassed
Don’t encourage anybody to do that
I ain’t invincible
Stay alive, don’t snitch is the principle
Don’t fear no pawns or bishops or kings at all
And as for the rooks, they’re pricks and all
I took two steps, then I slid to the right
Don’t wanna be a king, what’s a king to a knight?
And I won’t do no link-up with I-OD
Cause I had a drink and I’m high

[Chorus 2]
So anyway, I got in the business
I went Liverpool to my brother at his crib
Doing rap but I learnt to spit quick
How old was I? Like twelve, thirteen
Anyway, it was a kid ting
Come back, then I got nicked at Tristan’s
They run up in the yard and I had a flick ting
Back then, gassed up, young on the strip
Eating fast food, playing lottery tickets
It was easier then, man I gotta admit it
Now feds have got about thirty man
All over the country in cans sitting down
I ain’t saying no names or baiting out case
Just know it ain’t rape
Can’t have that on our licence plate
We’re out here avoiding Trident, mate

[Verse 2]
Now they’re like ahh, he’s trying it bait, ‘llow it
Launchpad days, you was not that shower
First time that I set foot in the radio
First time that I saw a man sniff powder
First time that I thought man should sell that
First time that I saw man, it was a power
Broderick house, Balfron towers, East side for hours
Young flee gang never brung me fam, so I done me, fam
2014, it was only Truss we had
But then I got hooked on the country laps
Before Culps, we was the hungry batch
Mum don’t know when her son’ll be back
But she knows that I’m gonna be back
Cause since Guardian Angels, man have been the devil
And no one troubles me back, fact
Hotline Distributions
Problem? Hotline’s the solutions
The real fans will buy the exclusives
While fake fans admire the big movements
So out to the girls doing 9 to 5s
Who are ride-or-die and ain’t choosing
I could’ve got a job in computing
I could’ve been a cricketer too, but they tied me to shootings
I don’t come on the mic about shootings
I come on the mic and show man how to do things
I’ve got a holiday sponsorship, lots of piff
Two years flat after music
If you’ve got more than 100k for the next album
My brudda, we’ll do this
If you’re a female and you can handle my calls and emails
Come do this
Cause I’m drained, it was easier selling cocaine
But that isn’t a path I must take
Made two mil and I half it with Dwayne
Jack rang me up like “what you saying?”
Now man’s hitting the park to link Shane
Insane how I’m still the same
But they all say I’ve changed, but I know I ain’t
Or have I?
I want a manager that’s a rabbi
Cause I ain’t like them, now, am I?
And I can’t let them win, can I?
Bars go over your head like shampoo
Mind that you don’t get bad eyes
How can I be the bad guy?
You don’t feed me, you don’t clothe me

[Chorus 3]
Tell me, who do I owe in the business?
They prance around but they all know who the prince is
And the feds charged me with negative ID parade and fingerprinting
That means somebody’s snitching
Still buss case cause I ain’t a victim
That’s why I focus on this ting
There must be some way better to live
Than eating fast food, shotting lottery tickets
Man’s due to link up with Potter and bill it
Been through a lot- oi, blud, yeah keep that

Wiley – Sizes Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Going on the floor to the source
Back to the village on a horse
The last shipment that came in the other day weighs more than a horse
I can’t lose my sauce
Gotta be natural ‘cause I can’t force it
Why? ‘Cause there’s a fish in the sea that’s there right now ‘cause Nobody caught it
Everybody gonna eat well
But if you don’t wanna work, oh well
I’m like a town hall that you might drive past
But inside it’s a sick hotel
See me in the manor with the Gs
‘Nuff doors so I got ‘nuff keys
Got the vibes exciting
Big Dance every gal is invited

[Chorus]
Yeah, I asked my brother for the truth
Yeah, he told me go hit the booth
Yeah, if you ain’t doing music, what’s the use?
That’s the truth
You can take my sizes
When you gonna realise it?
Godfather of Grime in the place
All parties advertise it
It’s a culture I specialise in
Our economy just from vibezin’
Outside I ain’t the one hiding
Nah, you can’t take my sizes
Nah

[Verse 2]
Grime that’s my sound, support it
Package export it, people import it
Walk the walk, talk the talk
Distribution sorts it
Hear me on the riddim it’s a par
I ain’t new fam I came from far
In E3 I learnt to get Lizzie
Ever since the manna manna been busy
Back on the road, the tarmac
Same colour, always have my cars black
I can score this I ain’t gotta pass back
This year, I’m only on hard tracks
I’m not a lightweight I’m a hard back
I run a man out of town with a car jack
Still the same don when I get p
Bring it back to the hood and a I half that

[Chorus]
Yeah, I asked my brother for the truth
Yeah, he told me go hit the booth
Yeah, if you ain’t doing music, what’s the use?
That’s the truth
You can take my sizes
When you gonna realise it?
Godfather of Grime in the place
All parties advertise it
It’s a culture I specialise in
Our economy just from vibezin’
Outside I ain’t the one hiding
Nah, you can’t take my sizes
Nah

[Verse 3]
I came from the pirate radio
So I know about barring
I grew up on the London streets
So I know about warring
All I wanna do is go and get the job done no umming and arring
If you didn’t know, Grime is a movie
Me and my bredrin starring
I call James up I call Marvin
A man get live on the set
When merking each other all the time on the set
Man wanna buss a couple rhymes on the set
Take two draw and get high on the set
If I don’t do this, I won’t feel right
I can spit bars for the whole of the night
Man know that I got bars for the sparring
When it get’s real I got bars for the mic

[Chorus]
Yeah, I asked my brother for the truth
Yeah, he told me go hit the booth
Yeah, if you ain’t doing music, what’s the use?
That’s the truth
You can take my sizes
When you gonna realise it?
Godfather of Grime in the place
All parties advertise it
It’s a culture I specialise in
Our economy just from vibezin’
Outside I ain’t the one hiding
Nah, you can’t take my sizes

Nah, you can’t take my sizes
When you gonna realise it?
Godfather of Grime in the place
All parties advertise it
It’s a culture I specialise in
Our economy just from vibezin’
Outside I ain’t the one hiding
Nah, you can’t take my sizes
Nah

There’s a sad tale I’ll tell you of a sailor man’s life
How his love for the high seas it cost him a wife
When I’ve told you my story I’m sure you’ll agree
It’s not but pure folly when a man goes to sea
Just a young man of twenty I was courting a lass
Full of innocent beauty with style and with class
But the ships in the harbor they beckoned it seemed
I was lured by the trade winds to find fiddler’s green
When first I went sailing how a young girl did cry
But the lure of the trade winds could not be denied
And though she vowed to be faithful as my ship sailed away
She would marry another one year from that day
Yo ho ho, fiddler’s green
Bewitching young sailors with all of your dreams
Yo ho ho, she’s calm and serene
Enchantment awaits you on fiddler’s green
Well I’ve sailed many oceans since I left Boston town
And my hair has turned silver it was once chestnut brown
And from London to Bombay and ports in between
I was always in search of this fiddler’s green
And to the young lads now courting pretty maiden’s so fair
Should you hear those trade winds let me warn you beware
Go marry your young girl, as corn and your beans
Don’t waste your young manhood on fiddler’s green
Yo ho ho, fiddler’s green
Bewitching young sailors with all of your dreams
Yo ho ho, she’s calm and serene
Enchantment awaits you at fiddler’s green

Paddy drew dole in London
With Jock from Glasgow town
Still fighting for a future
From a squat in Brixton town
Oul Jack was feeling restless
Being tired of f***ed around
A Paddy me mate I’ve had enough
Lets split this stinking hole
Well they wired a car in Chelsea
And chrashed outside Witham
Got a lift from a good old German guy
On his way to Amsterdam
Bought a one way ticket to nowhere
They left it all behind
With whiskey and gin from the duty free
You could hear those banshees howl
Paddy and Jock had a rare old time
A smoking dope and drinking wine
With the hair of a dog lost track of time
And forgot about tomorrow
And the changes were amazing
When they finally crawled ashore
There were the tulips growing left and right
And windmills by the score
Oul Jack he found a coffee shop
And much to his surprise
He fell in love with a tough fräulein
Who walked it nine to five
The jobs were all a plenty
And Paddy did his time
Bashing asbest in some engine room
For a four and twenty five
Jack he made it cushy
Filled his pocket full of dope
Sold camel s*** to the John Bull cunts
Just to hear those bastards choke
Paddy and Jock had a rare old time
A smoking dope and drinking wine
With the hair of a dog lost track of time
And forgot about tomorrow
Paddy and Jock had a rare old time
A smoking dope and drinking wine
With the hair of a dog lost track of time
And forgot about tomorrow
Paddy headed for the northern lights
For a lovers rendezvous
Jock was taking A and H
To supress his scottish blues
Must have thought he was an eagle
When he climbed up on the roof
Six storeys high to the oul ground floor
It took him one point two
Paddy and Jock had a rare old time
A smoking dope and drinking wine
With the hair of a dog lost track of time
And forgot about tomorrow
Paddy and Jock had a rare old time
A smoking dope and drinking wine
With the hair of a dog lost track of time
And forgot about tomorrow
Paddy and Jock had a rare old time
A smoking dope and drinking wine
With the hair of a dog lost track of time
And forgot about tomorrow
With the hair of a dog lost track of time
And forgot about tomorrow

Play this song

[Verse 1]
I’m so into you, I can barely breathe
And all I wanna do is to fall in deep
But close ain’t close enough, ’til we cross the line, hey yeah
So name a game to play, and I’ll roll the dice, hey

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh baby, look what you started
The temperature’s rising in here
Is this gonna happen?
Been waiting and waiting for you to make a move
Before I make a move

[Chorus]
So, baby, come light me up, and, baby, I’ll let you on it
A little bit dangerous, but, baby, that’s how I want it
A little less conversation and a little more touch my body
‘Cause I’m so into you, into you, into you
Got everyone watchin’ us, so, baby, let’s keep this secret
A little bit scandalous, but, baby, don’t let them see it
A little less conversation and a… my body
I’m so into you, yeah

[Bridge]
Tell me what you came here for
‘Cause I can’t, I can’t wait no more
I’m on the edge with no control
And I need, I need you to know
You to know, oh yeah

[Chorus]
(So, baby, come light me up [Light me up])
(And, baby, I’ll let you on it)
(A little bit dangerous [A little bit dangerous])
(But, baby, that’s how I want it [How I want it])
(A little less conversation and a little more touch my body)
(‘Cause I’m so into you, into you, into you)
Let me hear y’all one more time, oh babe
So, baby, let’s keep it secret
A little bit scandalous, yeah
Oh baby
London, I wanna see y’all jump, let’s go

[Outro]
(So come light me up)
So come light me up, my baby
(Little dangerous)
A little dangerous, my boy
Oh yeah, yeah
(‘Cause I’m so into you, into you, into you)

Play this song

[Intro: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds (Burr)
I’m that big boy stepper, I’m that stepper
All my steps calculated, I’m that stepper, nigga (Free Kodak, ASAP)
Remember that, I’m the one that’s stepping, nigga
I’ma step, one thing about me, yeah
I’m in London, got my beat from London (Go)

[Chorus: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’ (Damn)
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
Big boy diamonds

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Beat down your lady vagina, rockin’ the latest designer
Pull off like abracadabra, boo-hoo
Pull right back up in a Jag’ with voodoo
Milkin’ these bitches like Yoo-hoo
Shit on these niggas, I doo-doo
I’m passin’ gas like I farted
Boy, if you smelled it, you dealt it
Water on me like I’m meltin’, water
Fuck on your daughter, don’t call her, water
Come here, lil’ bitch, I’m your father, water
Call me daddy, I’m your papi
Comin’ over, drop the addy
I was on Xannies already, I be on mollies already
Fuck all the talkin’, I been done shot ’em already

[Chorus: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’ (Go)
Big boy diamonds

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I’ma be icy in Heaven
Diamonds on me and they white like a wife at the wedding
I done shot dice with my celly
I taught a lifer a lesson
I put that knife on the peasant (Huh)
I bought the choppers already
Gucci the G.O.A.T. but you know it already (G.O.A.T.)
Scope on the rifle, I’m holdin’ it steady
Diamond AP like Elvis Presley, dancin’ (Wop)
Play like you hard, but you sweeter than jelly
Bitch, I’m the shit, it ain’t shit you can tell me (Huh)
Her stomach on flat ’til my dick in her belly
Think I’m a lick, spend a brick on a Presi’
Christmas, I want a stick for a present
Baguette Chopard, it’s factory setted (Bling)
Run up on Wop and you’ll never forget it
I broke the dam, I told ’em to flood it
I want the cash, I don’t want the credit
Went in my stash and gave me a budget
My pockets so budgy that bitches is callin’ me handsome
That then, was callin’ me ugly (Huh?)
I caught a rash from countin’ the money
I’m changin’ the climate like global warming (Bling)
She seen the charm and said I’m charming
The watch on my arm, it come with an army

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
Big boy diamonds

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[Intro]
We got London on da Track

[Verse 1]
I been all in my phone, I got options
And I don’t wanna tell you to drop it
But I don’t wanna play unfair, yeah, yeah
Somethin’ that makes me look at you too often
And baby, you can give it somethin’
Baby, I can run overtime, oh

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m talkin’ crazy
I need you right in my space, but I
Need it, baby, I’m late, but I
Still can check in with you
I know that I need my fresh, but I
Wouldn’t wanna leave you, no, oh, I
Wouldn’t wanna plead
But my heart, my mind and my body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my body is
My body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my heart
My body is sayin’

[Verse 2]
I don’t know what it is
I can’t tell you what it is
But you got me goin’ crazy
Sex with you is so amazin’
How, how long can you go, baby?
Better last to my body, so ’cause it crazy

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m talkin’ crazy
I need you right in my space, but I
Need it, baby, I’m late, but I
Still can check in with you
I know that I need my fresh, but I
Wouldn’t wanna leave you, no, oh, I
Wouldn’t wanna plead
But my heart, my mind and my body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my body is
My body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my heart
My body is sayin’

[Outro]
I know, oh, I
I know, oh, I
I know we ain’t gotta talk, alright
I know you ain’t gotta talk, alright
Baby, I, I just wanna talk to you
I just wanna talk to you
Don’t this shit, don’t this shit
Know that we did, oh

Play this song

[Verse 1]:
Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler
Money long, blowing here, I dont care
Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there
She walked over to my chair

Then she start to dirty dance
Her hands down my pants
If it sound like my name dirty dan
Just call me dirty dan
She ’gon twerk for these bands
She ‘gon hit a handstand
Ima text ricoche, hit him in the hands man

[Chorus]:
Drip to hard my Saint Laurent
Barak Obama state of mind
N**ga yes we can
Especially when these haters say
“No i can’t”
[?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ
She ’gon f*ck all night long
Ready set go
Blow up in that bitch face
I confetti that hoe
150 for a show
Count the fetty then im gone
150 big gang [?] coming strong

She said she wanna love me
I told her to leave my heart alone
I hate it when I start to care
About these evil ass hoes
I know that they dont love me
They just want my fucking cash flow
These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong
But who am I to judge?
I used to rob and juug
And hit them shots
I can’t blame another mother fu*ker for doing the same thing
Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing
If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?]

Oh, ain’t that the truth
Im preaching, having church, oh
Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off
Even teach they self how to squirt, oh
I had to expose them guess how much —

[Chorus]
Drip to hard my Saint Laurent
Barak Obama state of mind
N**ga yes we can
Especially when these haters say
“No i can’t”
[?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ
She ‘gon f*ck all night long
Ready set go
Blow up in that bitch face
I confetti that hoe
150 for a show
Count the fetty then im gone
150 big gang [?] coming strong

She said she wanna love me
I told her to leave my heart alone
I hate it when I start to care
About these evil ass hoes
I know that they dont love me
They just want my fucking cash flow
These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong
But who am I to judge?
I used to rob and juug
And hit them shots
I can’t blame another mother fu*ker for doing the same thing
Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing
If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?]

Oh, ain’t that the truth
Im preaching, having church, oh
Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off
Even teach they self how to squirt, oh
I had to expose them guess how much —

[Verse 1]:
Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler
Money long, blowing here, I dont care
Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there
She walked over to my chair

Then she start to dirty dance
Her hands down my pants
If it sound like my name dirty dan
Just call me dirty dan
She ’gon twerk for these bands
She ’gon hit a handstand
Ima text ricoche, hit him in the hands man

[Verse 2]

Uh, aye, count that cash
Uh, Im too ahead they can’t catch up
Team too ahead, they can’t catch up
Fifty shots, to his head, he need back up
For real
I dont like toting guns
But i may have to shoot to kill
N*ggas hate that im winning
Now they dont wanna see me live
They too lazy to get it
Its a lot of shit to give up
Just stay focused on your mission
And dont ever ever give up
Codeine on ice really fucking up my liver
Finally scared to be overdosing
I know that shit give me shivers
But dont worry, tell em god got me
Just an uplifter
Deep inside sometimes I wonder if God can even hear
But imma keep praying
Imma keep hope up
Imma keep face (what else)
[?] Pistol tote tucked
Shoot em in the face
If he get in the way of the cake
{?]

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[Intro]
Rah, rah, rah
Sing it, y’all

[Chorus]
Oh, killing me softly and I’m still falling
Still the one I need, I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone, don’t ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
Sing it, y’all

[Hook]
My baby is a ten
We dressing to the nine
He pick me up, we eight
Make me feel so lucky, seven
He kiss me in his six
We be making love in five (I see you)
Still the one I do this four
I’m trying to make us three
From that two
He still the one

[Verse 1]
There’s ups and downs in this love
Got a lot to learn in this love
Through the good and the bad, still got love
Dedicated to the one I love, hey
Still love the way he talk, still love the way I sing
Still love the way he rock them black diamonds in that chain
Still all up on each other, ain’t a damn thing change
My girls can’t tell me nothing, I’m gone in the brain

[Refrain]
Me and my boo in my boo’s coupe riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man, show him you the flyest
Grind up on it, girl, girl, girl (Show him how you ride it)
Me and my boo in the coupe lip locking
All up in the back ’cause the chicks keep flocking
All that gossip in 10 years, stop it
London, speed it up, Houston, rock it

Play this song

[Intro: Nav, Meek Mill, & Kodak Black]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I’m in London, got my beat from London)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
In the trap, hang in places that you can’t go
Glock .40, he got smokey, yeah, the draco
Thousand nights on that corner eating egg-rolls
Bad bitch Puerto Rican, look like J. Lo, woah
They tried to extort me, I ain’t pay though
Only thing I gave ’em was a halo
A-hole, Uber on the way, ho
Fuck her from the back, put my thumb all in her A-hole
I got bands for real, diamonds on me, they dance for real
All these sticks and drums, banging like we in a band for real
I got cake, I stay humble, know I’m the man for real
I got hitters, we don’t rumble, tell your mans to chill
Yo, who’s mans is this? (Somebody come get this nigga)
All up in my section Instagramming shit
I be with some real hitters, they ain’t with that camera shit
‘Cause they really out here in the field and they be slammin’ shit

[Chorus: NAV]
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Giving head taps, left tats, tats, tats
They said that they were with it but it’s cap, cap, cap
Aimin’ at your fitted, push it back, back, back
Work, work, work, work, work
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked
Try to slap me, we gon’ let it slap, slap, slap
Cross a line, it’s too late, you can’t take it back, back, back (Yeah)

[Verse 2: NAV]
They got my brother locked inside a cage (In a cage)
Take them shackles off his feet, he ain’t a slave (Slave)
Growing up in the hood, you’ll learn how to behave (‘Have)
How we gon’ learn to stack if we ain’t got nothing to say? (Say)
Got a little bad bitch, got some work done on her butt (On her butt)
Gotta catch another flight as soon as I catch my nut (If I nut)
Just being honest, Meek was the first to show me love (Show me love)
And the first time that I seen a Maybach was with cuz (Cuz)
Gettin’ these bags, we model, I tell the opps it’s up (It’s up)
Got wedding bands but I still don’t got a bitch to cuff
In every city I go, they already know what’s up (What’s up)
I got resources, I could get straight to the plug

[Chorus: NAV]
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Giving head taps, left tats, tats, tats
They said that they were with it but it’s cap, cap, cap
Aim it at your fitted, push it back, back, back
Work, work, work, work, work
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked
Try to slap me, we gon’ let it slap, slap, slap
Cross a line, it’s too late, you can’t take it back, back, back (Yeah)

[Intro: Dave’s Elder Brother Christopher]
Like man was saying, bruv
Many nights man prayed, bruv
Somewhere someone’s gonna help me through this, man
Someone is gonna help bring me out of this shit, y’know?
Time, it took a while for man to recognise, boy, who you were gonna send
And you know what? Mans, I’m very proud
I’m very happy to see it’s one of my own init, y’know?
And boy, I know none of this is easy, y’know?
I’m just proud to be, to be witnessing what’s going on, man, y’know?

[Verse: Dave]
Look
I don’t know where to start
But I just done my first psychodrama
And I hope the world hears my craft
I’m excited man, I pray you get to hear my craft
From our childhood, our mother didn’t hear me laugh
I’m presenting you the future, I don’t fear my past
I ain’t got a tattoo anywhere near my arms
But best believe on my sleeves is where I wear my heart
Do you know how easy it is to be a sinner?
How many losses you need before you can be a winner?
Reason with a criminal that needs to eat a dinner
Is it survival of the fittest or is he a killer?
Losing dad was big, losing you was even bigger
Never had a father and I needed you to be the figure
We’re forgetting that we had a brother that was even bigger
We were figures just tryna figure out who could be a figure
My brothers never spoke to each other when I was growing up
I remember tryna to build a bridge, I wasn’t old enough
I pray I hold the game for as long as you man can hold a grudge
Years went by I know it’s fucked, I had to hold it up for mummy on my own
I know it’s tough, I got the coldest blood
I remember when you got sentenced and I was throwing up
It’s like they took a piece of my freedom when I had opened up
I just lost the only fucking person that I idolised
For my entire life I copied you down to the finest line
Bro, I got a flame in my mind I’m trying to firefight
The pill I had to swallow wasn’t bitter, it was cyanide
I learn over time, separation issues I describe
Are probably the reasons that I struggle feeling anything
I ain’t got a vision of a marriage or a wedding ring
It’s world domination in music or it ain’t anything
I’m obsessed, focused on the objective
Tell a don yes, disagree, I object
Used to treat my women like an object
Girls want a monster come and see I’m the Loch Ness
Settle for a lot less
I just hope you’re proud of me brother, it’s been a long stretch
You’re my hero and prior to this, I was living on the edge like a house on a cliff
But now I’m living in the present like my house was a gift
I’m going psycho, this scene’s mine bro
Rappers wanna diss me, it’s only online though
They put the mic and soft in the micro
Soft? Not I, bro
Swimming’s the only time I can lie though
And lemme be genuine
Anybody rich my age is American, kicking ball or inherited
It only makes sense I’m independent knowing everything it happened how I’m telling it
You niggas aren’t getting it
I’m coming from the struggle I survived and I’m still here
Used to bump trains that’s two ways, I don’t feel fear
I don’t know trust, I know a tight bond will tear
Like a good wig, I can’t tell you if it’s real here
I’m from south London, brother, people getting killed here
You can make a mill’ but you can lose it if you’re still here
I lost over 30 grand to family, I’m still here
The word don’t appeal to me, you steal from me I’m still here
Bro, I wasn’t made for this
I don’t get a break, but I’m aware of what breaking is
I wish you could take a hint as well as you can take the piss
I don’t even speak to our brother, man, I just pray for him
It’s never too late for him
Life is at it’s craziness, walls started caving in
All the things I’ve seen would turn a theist, atheist
I didn’t get 99 marks in English, I was faking it
I got 98 ‘cause I don’t know what a vacation is
If you saw God what would you say to him?
If given the chance would you have taken it?
If you could rewind time what would you change in it?
Do you believe in what an angel is?
Furthermore, do you believe in what the devil is?
Do you believe that I can illustrate what Streatham is, then break the fourth​ wall and base Lesley on my relatives?
I’m grateful for my life because I aimed for this
Every bad moment every single fucking day of this
People looking at me, that’s what fame can bring
But to understand the stairs, you take steps then retrace the shit
I tell my circle, the future’s ours, we’re shaping it
The past is just the reason I had came to this
I thank God for the pain because it made me this

[Outro: Dave’s Elder Brother Christopher]
I don’t know if you remember those days, bruv
In them days, there was one night in particular, bruv
Came home and for some reason man put on a beat
We were just in the front room, freestyling, bar for bar
I don’t even know how old you was these times, bruv
Probably about, hmm, ten? Ten, nine?
Yeah, man, if I think about it now, think about the transition
Them days there, you had no bars
But to see the stuff you’re doing today, proper man, you what I mean?
Thinking man’s definitely blessed to see how the whole thing’s come together
From time, I think it was ‘JKYL+HYD’ man, you played man that one there
Man was thinking, “Yo, this one here is a banger”, bruv
I remember when I heard that one live on the airwaves for the first time bruv, we was pumping it
Man come to my door was like, “Rah man, that’s a bit loud you know?”
I’m like, “Fam, that’s my brudda”
He was like, “Yeah?”
And you know, on your birthday, man sent you a little card
And it begins
‘Jesse made seven of his sons pass before Samuel, but Samuel said to him, “The Lord has not chosen these.”
So he asked Jesse, “Are these all the sons you have?”
“There is still the youngest,” Jesse answered, “but he’s tending the sheep.”
Samuel said, “Send for him, we will not sit down to eat until he arrives.”
So he sent and had him brought in. He was ruddy, with a fine appearance and handsome features
And then the Lord said, “Rise and anoint him, he’s the one.”‘
Bro, you know what that means?
Say no more man